At this moment, he chuckled with his grandson, who was reading a book. His beard quivered with mirth.,"Heaven and Earth are profound, the cosmos is vast..."Six half-sized children, all seven or eight years old, in gray cloth, were following a little girl under the eaves, shaking their heads with small hands, looking quite playful. 。,Children are a matter of fate, you can't rush things. 。Our Linjia Village ancestors have always had a good reputation within ten miles and eight townships. Don't worry, we've never done anything bad, and we guarantee that no one's family will be without sons. 。"Well, everyone else's kids are just a little late. My house isn't short on people anyway. If you need anything, just shout! We're all family, who would want to watch the drama unfold" 。"The way she spoke was so soothing. Lin Sanniang was coaxed into delight, chatted idly for a few more words, and then turned her head and brought in Sun Hongying, who was like a muddy monkey, into her own courtyard." 。Although compared to, his own grandson is simply like dirt, but a child no matter how bad is still one's own flesh and blood, cannot be disdained. 。。